“Then I’ll have another decision to make.”
He was quiet for a long moment.
Then he went outside and brought in my purse, suitcase, jacket, and keys.
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He placed them beside the door.
“I’ll call you tomorrow,” he said.
“And if I don’t agree?”
“No. I’ll speak to you when I’m ready.”
He nodded and left.
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Later that night, Ariana found me in the spare bedroom.
“Are you and Dad getting divorced?”
“I haven’t decided.”
“Do you still love him?”
He nodded.
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“Yes.”
She looked confused.
“Then why aren’t you going home?”
“Because loving him doesn’t mean I have to accept how he’s been treating me.”
She sat beside me.
“Are you scared?”
“A little.”
“Yes.”
“Me too. But I’d rather see you happy, Mom. You don’t have to stay married to Dad for me. I just want you to know that.”
I put my arm around her.
